Four of Them

From Dusk Till Dawn



A Robert Rodriguez-directed, George Clooney-and-tattoo-and-Juliette Lewis-and-tattoo-and- Harvey Keitel starring heist-to-vampire movie? Yay! Also starring Quentin Tarantino? Uh...

Is that your train of thought? Mine, too, upon first hearing of this awesome little movie. But, also written by Tarantino, I had to try it. And guess what? The dialogue is cool and funny, Tarantino is not very horrible, everyone else kicks ass, and I can imagine the surprise original audiences had. I mean, it starts out as a comedy-drama about two brothers, the Geckos, played by Clooney and Tarantino (half-brothers...?), on the lamb who kidnap a vacationing family, the crisis-in-faith preacher Keitel, his daughter Lewis, and an Asian boy who's famaliar status is kind-of hinted. Then Salma Hayek comes in grinding a snake and it all goes to shit.

Now, it first came to me to talk about this because The Sister is in love with Richie, the character played by Quentin Tarantino. He is a serial rapist and probably schizophrenic, but Sister argues "He dies, and his brother loves him so much, and is so sad about it..." or something to that effect. Go--flock to her comments and mock her! I command you!

Or, anyway, go watch it.